Poetry by Patrick Jones
It’s on MeBy Patrick Jones Somewhere…Hidden deep inside of meBowed back with arms outstretchedArthritic digits, crackling…
by Patrick Jones
It’s on MeBy Patrick Jones Somewhere…Hidden deep inside of meBowed back with arms outstretchedArthritic digits, crackling…
by Patrick Jones
Double Standards Lower the BarBy Brian Fuller As important as I feel our correspondence is, there…
by Brian Fuller TX
Learned WorthlessnessBy Eric Sandefur You can be taughtTo give up all attemptsAt escape, relief, releaseOr, at…
by Eric Sandefur
What I Miss?By Jared Ribardi For Halley Ribardi, Patrick Burney, Sophia Ribardi, Abigail Ribardi, and John…
by Jared Ribardi
Beyond My DreamsBy James Williams Spaced out in my sleepThere was a dreamThe dream of a…
by James Williams
FeelingsBy Luis Roldan The more I **** you,The more I love you.As much as I try…
by Luis Roldan
Somebody Got To Do It → (Tim Source Authority)By Keith Taylor The whole of life was…
by Keith Taylor
TyrannyBy Arthur Roy Morrison Tyranny would be, if not for aspirations of equity for the whole.…
by Arthur Roy Morrison
Music To My EarsBy Desmond Robinson Even the mere mention of her name is soothing, like…
by Desmond Robinson
VentilationBy Stanley Ransom I forgive yet I’ll never forget. Years spent in the clinks because of…
by Stanley Ransom
